Boom!

POW!

A young girl is seen from out of the window of the warden's office. She's a pretty good shot, keeping many small monsters and dogs at bay. She reloads her rifle, and starts to shoot again.

While Eddy is still outside the office, she aims at his stomach. As he makes it closer to the office, the girl starts to fire at him. Eddy lunges for cover as the girl keeps him pinned under the pile of bodies he's hiding under.

"Shit! Not only are there monsters and psychos with cans, now they're people with guns. This day's just getting better and better!" Eddy exclaims.

Eddy realizes that another pistol is inside a guard's holster (Kind of ironic since he just lost his other one.). He pulls it out and decides to fire back. He fires three shots from his pistol towards the window, and runs out of cover. The girl fires four shots at him, missing each shot.

"Wait! Stop, you little bitch! I'm not going to hurt you!"

The girl doesn't listen and keeps firing. She eventually runs out of ammo, and has to reload. Eddy runs towards the door, and opens the door. As he runs open the door, the girl realizes he's gone to the door. As she turns around, Eddy has his gun aimed at her head.

"Stop, you bitch!" demands Eddy.

As she starts to cool down, she walks past him and sits in a chair. After a few minutes, she begins to sob.

"Damn. Just what I need, a crying damsel in distress."

As she starts to calm down, she starts to talk to Eddy.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. Since this whole thing with the monsters is driving me crazy."

"I feel you. But, tell me something…who are you?"

She pauses for a minute, and puts her rifle down.

"I'm Matilda. My father was the warden here."

"Was?" Eddy asks.

"He was attacked by the flying beast we both just saw. All I remember is that he was grabbed and flown away."

"By the looks of things, he looked like he could've been a great meal for the monsters." Eddy said.

"Shut Up!" yells Matilda.

"Alright. Damn."

"Well, I need your help. I need to get some morphine, but I can't go myself."

"You've got two legs that aren't broken, and besides, you have a rifle. Why can't you go get it yourself?" yells Eddy.

"Well, I'm paying good money. See that cash pool there?" answers Matilda.

Eddy twirls around to see dollars and bills he hadn't yet seen when he entered the building. He starts to drool with excitement.

"I'm letting you play mercenary here. So, if you get my morphine back, I'll let you have all of this." Matilda said.

"You're good, I gotta admit. Throw in some more bullets for this gun and we have a deal."

"Ugh…fine."

"Thanks." Replies Eddy.

As he loads up on ammo, he heads for the door. Before he can open it, he stops to think. He heads back to the desk and slams his hand near Matilda's.

"You told me you needed morphine, right?" says Eddy.

"Yes. It there a problem?" Says Matilda, with her eyes meeting Eddy's.

"Well, I hate school but I know this. Morphine is a drug. Why you need a drug? Are you sure you're not some kind of damn junkie or-"

"I'm trying to make a first aid Kit! Now do you want the money or NOT!" Yells Matilda.

"Well, thanks for clearing that up and for the money. But, I still don't trust you." Says Eddy.

"whatever. Just go get it for me."

Eddy makes his way down the stairs. He knows he doesn't have to trust her, but he's going to need her to find a way out of the center.

I still don't trust her. Says Eddy.

I don't even know if I can even trust myself. After all of this crap, I must be losing my mind. Anyway, there's something she's not telling me. I remember that face a little. It might hit me sooner or later.

As he makes his way to the door something shiny, and blood red, catches his eye…